Jin Liangyu

When everyone saw the wooden house covered in white snow, they all thought they had seen something novel.

Xiao Lei: "This house is so beautiful. It's different from the houses we've seen."

Xiao Chong: "And that window, we have never seen it."

Liang Kuan: "Uncle, what is that installed on your window? It seems to be transparent. I saw my aunt."

"Yes, I saw my daughter waving to us in the house." The old lady was now more excited than her grandchildren, smiling and waving to her daughter.

"Isn't that right? I saw it too." The old man didn't care about Lao Han's legs now. He just wanted to get to the wooden house quickly. He also wanted to take a good look at the bright window.

At this time, someone came out of the wooden house to welcome him, and everyone knew it was Zhou Erlang without looking closely.

Zhou Zhoulang greeted the elders one by one: "Grandpa, grandma, second uncle."

"Eh."

"Eh."

"Eh."

"Cousin-in-law." As they were approaching, several boys jumped off the donkey cart and ran towards Zhou Erlang.

"You are all here."

"Yes. Cousin-in-law, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you have gained weight. Do you eat delicious food every day?" Xiao Lei, a foodie, cannot change, and he always talks about food when we meet him.

Zhou Erlang also understood him and gave him a wink secretly. You should understand the meaning.

Xiaolei: He understands.

When the carriage stopped in front of the wooden house, Mrs. Liang also picked it up from the house. "Father, mother, second brother."

"Hey." The old man didn't care about his inconvenience in legs and feet, and got out of the mule cart with the help of Zhou Erlang.

After walking up the steps, the old man's rough hands touched the strong solid wood railings, and he felt at ease in his heart.

"Bang bang bang."

"Grandpa."

When the old man heard the voice and raised his head, he saw his granddaughter standing on the window sill of the west room supporting a big fat boy. The big fat boy smiled and patted the bright window with his chubby little hands.

When Jin Liangyu saw his grandpa looking at their mother and son, he smiled and continued to call people: "Grandpa, it's cold outside. You and my grandma should come in quickly."

"Hey, look at the boy from Xiaoyu's family. He's handsomer than his father. He's as fair and fair as his mother."

"But he is very thoughtful and can coax people. If I have a problem with his grandpa, he will come over to coax people and get close to me."

"Yo, that's really smart."

"Dad, Mom, come in quickly, it's warm in the house."

"Hey." The old man looked at the solid wood floor under the eaves and knew what was going on. "Do you take off your shoes when you enter the house?"

"Dad, yes."

"Be particular." The old man took the lead into the house and took off his shoes. As soon as my feet landed on the floor, a wave of warmth spread from the socks to the soles of the feet. "Well, good stuff."

The old lady also felt it, her cold feet stepping on the warm floor. "Oh, I have encountered such a good thing today." The old lady wanted to sit on the floor, "This is good."

"Mom, let's go sit on the kang in the house."

"Daughter, this is fine." The old lady was attracted by this floor. "Mom, you and my father go and sit on the kang." Mrs. Liang winked at Xiao Lei. The aunt and nephew helped the old lady take off her coat, and then helped the old lady into the east room.

"Ouch." After lifting half of the door curtain of the east room, the old lady was attracted by the two large glass windows in the east room.

The old man did the same. He climbed onto the kang and sat in front of the south window. The big hands full of vicissitudes of life touched the glass on the window over and over again. He kept mumbling: "This is a good thing. You can see everything outside, even the snow particles. You can see them one by one."

"No." The old lady also became interested. She sat opposite the old man and asked her daughter: "Xiao Jing, this is the colored glaze that only noble people can use."

"Mom, yes."

"Oh, it's still slippery and feels good to the touch."

Xiao Lei didn't care about his grandma anymore. He sat in front of the east window and studied Liuli with his cousins.

"This is really a good thing. You can see everything outside." Seeing such a good thing, Liang Chuan couldn't pretend to be old.

"Yes, you can see that the house is bright even on a cloudy day outside. Unlike the window paper in our house, you can't see anything clearly in the house."

Jin Sheng was about to say something, but was stopped by Liang's look.

Uncle Liang sat next to the old couple, looking at the distant mountains outside the window with the old couple, and his mood became brighter.

The sky gradually darkened, and the snow particles turned into flakes at some point.

Jin Sheng quietly went to the kitchen, and Mrs. Liang secretly pulled Uncle Liang's sleeves, lowered his voice and said to him: "Second brother, you and your nephews will stay here today, and you will go back tomorrow."

Before Uncle Liang could speak, Liang Kuan spoke, "Gu, if we all lived here, would there be so many quilts?"

"What kind of quilt do you want? Don't you feel hot?"

"It's so hot that I want to take off my cotton-padded jacket."

"Me too." The old couple also felt hot.

Only then did Liang realize that she had been negligent, "Father, mother, it's my fault. When your son-in-law went to pick you up, I forgot to tell him to bring you a jacket. Just wait, I'll find a jacket for you." .”

Fortunately, both of them have extra jackets, so they can take them out for their parents to wear first.

A few boys are even better. Their cotton-padded jackets are filled with jackets, so it’s just right to take them off.

Jin Sheng cooked dinner. The main dish was silver carp stewed with tofu. It was a good choice for stew in the cold weather. Five or six kilograms of silver carp were put in eight kilograms of tofu. This tofu was made by Mr. Liang this morning and cut into dice pieces. Stewed in a large iron pot.

There were many people at home today, and Jin Sheng was afraid that there would not be enough food, so he cooked four more dishes: stir-fried bean sprouts, cabbage in vinegar, cold day lily, and fried meat with fungus. The staple food was a steamed bun made of pure wheat flour.

Second Uncle Liang watched the food being served and said to his brother-in-law, "Brother-in-law, you make such good food, even two drawers of steamed buns are not enough for these boys."

"Second brother, it's okay. We'll eat until everyone is full." After Jin Sheng finished speaking, he was afraid that his second brother-in-law wouldn't dare to eat, so he went to the kitchen and brought out two plates of sticky dumplings and placed them in front of him. "Second brother, this is your favorite, right?"

"Well, I'm very proud of this bite." Second Uncle Liang picked it up and took a bite, it was sticky to the teeth. "The ones made by my brother-in-law still taste better. I always feel that the ones made by others have a sour taste."

After hearing what her second son said, Mrs. Liang didn't like it anymore, "I don't know how you got that long mouth and why you talk so much."

"Mom, it's really sour."

"Are our buns sour? There's never any leftovers."

Uncle Liang wanted to say that since our family has a large population, there will be no food left over no matter what we cook. But when he saw the dishes on the table being eaten quickly, he stopped talking. He still had to eat.

If these poor guys had not finished eating, there might not even be any soup left.

Xiao Lei swallowed the last bite of the steamed bun in his hand and leaned on the window sill with satisfaction.